His Fake Secretory || JJK ✅

Chapter 67

“J.. Joon?” I stuttered with shock.

“No,your brother,Gwen.” Jungkook fell from my shoulder on the floor and my soul left my body.

I tilted my head to find Jungkook lying lifeless on the floor with blood flowing away from his body.

My hands were trembling with fear.

I tried to stand up but failed due to cuts on my legs.

He immediately stepped forward and gave me his hand. I looked at his hand but rejected it.

“I can do it myself.” I spat and stood up. “You're lying right? You're not my brother.” I stuttered with my trembling voice. “Why would I Gwen? I've been protecting you since the day you stepped out from the orphanage.” My heart rate started to drop.

“No…you can't do this so you know about everything?” I was in denial. “Yes, I do. Remember the night you met an old man saying you should die?” I nodded.

“It was his father.” He pointed towards Jungkook.

I gasped.

“You were the one who killed him?” A drop of tear fell from her eye. “Yeah!” He smiled, proudly. “I was never going to mention anything to you.” He pulled a chair from the table we sat on and sat on it. “But this motherfucker found out everything about you.” He looked at the soulless body of Jungkook.

My tears weren't stopping. I didn't believe anything. “His plan was to kill you but he…he instead fell in love with you.” I tilted my head to look at his body. Is it true?

“B…but why did you shoot him now? He was going to kill me.” Confusion ran barefoot in my mind.

“Ohh well.. I asked him to do so.” My brows joined together in a questioning manner. “Why?* I wasn't able to believe what I was hearing. He's one of the men I trusted in my life?

I always saw men as snakes all the time not knowing I'm feeding one already.

“Story time.”

The old man ran for his life trying to save himself from a man disguised in black clothes with his dark black shadow. The rain was so unstoppable that he wasn't able to see his face.

He ran but his age wasn't letting him run ahead.

His eyes filled with fear looked at the tall man as he slid out a dagger. “Wasn't it what you wanted?” He growled with his deep thirsty voice.

“Wh..who are you?” He stuttered seeing the angel of death. “Your death,Jeon.” His body trembled severely with fear. He fell down as his anxiety kicked in. The water splashed around with his heavy body falling down.

His lips curved into smirk as he saw him struggling.

He walked ahead and kneeled down on top of him. Holding him by his collar. The hood fell down from his head revealing his face.

“Look at me…memorise my face.” He grabbed his chin making him look at him.

“What did you say? You'll end the Yakuza Family? Huh?” A scoff left his throat. Jeon's eyes spread while he looked at the face. “You.. you're Namjoon. Right?” He nodded with his brows raised.

“You killed my mother but I won't let you touch anyone else.” A loud laugh came out from Jeon's mouth. “You will kill me but my son is here. He'll come back. He'll come back to take my revenge.”

His eyes went siren. “He'll kill you.” Old soul stared directly into his dragon eyes. “And you think killing me will be the end? No,my sister. She's alive. She won't leave him.” He started laughing which made Namjoon's blood boil even more.

“And why do you think she'll do that? She'll get everything..Every single property of your dad,The throne. She'll be the Queen. Do you think your dad didn't want you to be safe?” He laughed.

“He wanted the heiress to be safe so she could take over. You don't matter to him. You're just a side chick.” His blood boiled in his veins. He couldn't stop himself and stabbed the dagger straight into him right beside the heart.

One stab wasn't enough. He stabbed thrice but as soon as he heard a sound of a girl. He got up and ran away.

She saw him. She saw the old man lying on the floor while he was watching his sister looking over his enemy.

The extreme blood loss made the old man hallucinate. His eyes were deceiving him. He looked at her but thought of him and even after with the intention of saving him. She somehow completed the murder her brother started with her fingerprints left on the dagger.

Crawling over to the alley after calling an ambulance.

He looked at his sister. His brain was shut off.

“Should I kill her?” He asked himself.

“No.” His brain denied..

“What if she really takes over everything?” He fought with his inner demons.

“But she doesn't know about herself.”

“What if she finds out?”

“Who's gonna tell her?”

“Right.”

He turned around to leave in the dark shadow when an angel appeared from nowhere and took the injured soul with him. Resulting in turning tables and making him help to keep an eye on her near him.

Everything was going fine till the forensic team found out her fingerprints on the dagger.

He started searching for her and found out she's the one he spent his time with in his childhood.

I was lifeless. I had a soul in me but nothing felt alive. Yesterday I was crying over a letter and today I'm crying over the real betrayal.

“You knew everything about me?” I looked into his eyes with my teary ones. He nodded. “Yes.” I blinked, making my tears fall to the floor. “I loved you my sister but I'm sorry. Now you know everything already so I'm just gonna do the same with you.” I looked at him.

“Yourself gonna kill me too?” I repeated. He stood up from the chair. “Umm…yes! Now that you know who you are. I don't have any other choice.” He loaded the gun and pointed towards me. “You killed dad right?” He was caught off guard with my question. He stared into my eyes questioning himself in the back of his head.

“I won't lie. Fine! Yes, I did.” I gulped down. “Why?” My eyes were dark. “Because he was going to tell you everything.” He just chuckled casually while telling that he killed his own father.

“You were the man on the terrace that night.” I confirmed it again. He nodded with a proud smile.

“You shouldn't have seen me but he was there that night to tell you everything.” He rolled his eyes.

“You could've just told me. I don't want anything except love but you killed both of them.” Wrinkles forming on my forehead with my head boiling with anger.

“What can I do sister? Before even giving threats to him. I broke everything in his office but he's just too stubborn.” I was grinding my teeth.

My hand stretched ahead as I got a grab on his gun but he was twice my size. He twisted my hand and placed the gun on my forehead.

“No games with me. Don't forget. I trained you.” He chuckled.

Everything was coming out of his own mouth.

“Now enough talks. Let's say goodbye to this world.” He pulled the trigger.

Closing my eyes tightly. I waited for him to shoot. A loud shot echoed in the environment making me shiver. The blood ran down but it wasn't me.

It was him on his knees.

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